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Sit by my side come as close as the air
Sharin' a memory of grey
And wander in my words
And dream about the pictures that I _play__ _ _ ___ ____ _ _
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Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade
And then they have to die
Trapped within the circle time pa _rade__ _ _ ___ ____ _ _
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Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
For when the morning breaks
They're swept away by golden drops of _dawn__ _ _ ___ ____ _ _
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Passions will part to a warm mel ody
As fires will sometimes turn cold
Like petals in the wind
We're puppets to the silver strings of _souls_ _ _ ___ ____ _ _
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Your tears will be trembling now we're somewhere else
One last cup of wine we will pour
I'll kiss you one more time
And leave you on the rolling river _shore_ _ _ ___ ____ _ _
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